Category Archives: Poems

I’ve been busy editing a collection of short stories I hope to put out in June or July 2017 – I’m making cuts, fine-tuning and rearranging some previously published pieces, and writing a few new ones – The working title is Cyberweird Stories.

For this post, I thought I’d share a poem I wrote the day after the twin towers were hit.

Humans are priceless.
When high heat is applied to dead flesh it becomes ash.
Ash is made up of carbon, which is essentially coal.
Coal compressed at high pressure becomes a diamond.
Diamonds are priceless.
Diamonds come from volcanoes.
Villagers dropped humans into volcanoes.
Hmm…
Maybe the natives knew more than we thought.
Knowledge is priceless.
New ideas are written down in books.
Books are made of paper, which comes from trees.
The carbon cycle needs trees.
Trees make oxygen.
We need oxygen to read books.
Did we learn anything?
Children learn faster than adults.
Adults have bigger brains.
Is that why we keep trying to make technology smaller?
Supercomputer use diamonds to think like us.
Hmm…